Monday, January 21, 2008

6w1d

We went out to dinner with my moms to celebrate my actual mom's birthday. We knew it was going to be a good one when my mom insisted on ordering a drink at the bar before being seated, even though the table was ready and the hostess was waiting. And she stuck me with the bar tab. And I'm not even sure she realized it.

One more sleep, and I'm off to begin it. I'm so anxiety-ridden, I have no idea how I will sleep at all.